I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Unbeknownst to her, the girl's behavior was becoming more and more like that person's. She was not intimidated at all in front of so many big shots in the political and military circles. Her attitude was exceptionally tough, and she even put forward suggestions that others would not dare to even think of. She really had the shadow of that person.

Kill decisively!

So much can be changed after reaching the ninth rank?

Reaching the ninth rank brings not only changes in strength, but also changes in status, which gradually alters a person's character.

In other words, it's what's called 'confidence'.

Her ability to debate with a group of scholars and overturn public opinion stemmed entirely from her own confidence.

“Total annihilation…” Lansenk muttered to himself, as if he thought he had misheard.

"That's right, it's a complete annihilation. Without the involvement of the serial number level, what are we afraid of?"

Yan Ziming spoke eloquently and passionately, then slammed his hand on the table, causing the monitor next to him to light up, displaying the results that China had just compiled.

The list above outlines the opponent's potential combat strength, including an estimate of five Sequence-level units, as well as tactics and win rates against their mutated species.

"This is..."

Everyone was moved by it.

"How accurate is this intelligence?" Luther asked seriously.

"Accuracy is at least 70 percent."

Simo, Simo, the information you provide had better be useful... or else I'll make you regret it!

This is a strategy akin to going all in, exhausting all of humanity's strategic resources, even if it means piling up nuclear bombs to kill them!

“I see. This intelligence can indeed be considered strategic…” Luther clasped his hands together, seemingly interested, but then said calmly:

"But I didn't see any solutions for the sequence level."

Admittedly, Yan Ziming's plan did indeed tempt him, as it was highly feasible, and if all went smoothly, annihilating them entirely would not be out of the question.

However, the prediction of those five sequence-level creatures made him feel apprehensive.

Five in total! And one of them was the Tyrant King of Giants!

Yan Ziming's previous statement that the Sequence-level beings wouldn't dare to make a move was just a verbal promise. They couldn't afford to risk angering five Sequence-level beings; otherwise, they probably wouldn't be able to quell their anger without destroying one or two cities.

The brutality of the Battle of the Mountains and Seas is still fresh in our minds. Apart from China, no country has the confidence to stop such a frenzied offensive by mutated species, especially those of the Sequence level.

“I said they wouldn’t be in this battle, and didn’t their reaction during the previous standoff prove that?”

Yan Ziming explained with a frown, and Luther immediately retorted:

"You're wrong about that. There's an old saying in China—'A cornered dog will jump over the wall, and a cornered rabbit will bite.' If we do what you say, what if the Sequence-level beings jump over the wall when they're cornered?"

As Luther said this, he felt a pang of regret.

To be honest, he was also excited after hearing Yan Ziming's plan. He wanted to see that scene for real. It would surely be a great feat recorded in history.

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

If it were that person who proposed this tactic... then he might have agreed.

—Yanshan.

Although this man was his greatest rival in life, Luther had to admit that he had indeed surpassed everyone else and accomplished a feat that no one in the world could surpass.

Although Yan Ziming, Mo Xin and Xiao Ze, who are now three ninth-rank soldiers, have emerged after Yan Shan's death, making it seem like an unprecedentedly prosperous nation, in the eyes of other countries, China's overall combat strength has declined, and by a great margin!

Why did so many monsters and demons attack Chinese participants in the Civilization Cup? It's because of Yan Shan's passing that no one could control these evil spirits.

If Yan Shan were still alive, they wouldn't dare to do this even if they had a few more lives, at least they wouldn't dare to launch a second attack.

This is the divine might that has been deeply etched in the hearts of other countries over decades; it is a real achievement that no one can match.

Even if Yan Ziming really killed Aurora, she wouldn't be able to compare with Yan Shan for a while. She would need to intimidate the world for at least another ten years to accumulate the same level of power as Yan Shan.

Of course, if there are any unforeseen circumstances, it might be possible to achieve this in one battle.

Back to reality, Luther was satisfied with all of Yan Ziming's proposals, but he dared not act rashly on the only one—the Sequence-level beings—until he found a foolproof solution.

"We are discussing a matter of great importance to all mankind. There can be no risk whatsoever. If there is any risk, it will mean the loss of hundreds of millions of lives. I hope you understand."

"..."

Luther had said all the nice things, but Yan Ziming's face had turned completely gloomy. "So, you don't believe what I said before?"

"Belief and having a clear understanding are two different things," Luther cleverly avoided a direct answer.

At the meeting, most of the undecided people had begun to lean towards Luther's side.

After all, the sequence-level is a real strategic deterrent force, which makes them dare not act rashly.

It wasn't that easy after all...

Seeing the expressions on people's faces at the meeting, Yan Ziming let out a disdainful sneer in his heart.

Indeed, reality has to shatter their pride before they can put it back together...

So you just lack confidence? Well, I'll give you confidence!

In another place, something completely different is happening.

"How dare you!! That despicable Yan Ziming, you actually made the great Si Mo do such a shameful thing! I'll definitely settle the score with you when we get back!"

After receiving the notification, Si Mo stomped her foot angrily, causing the desolate mountain range below to tremble twice, her expression quite unwilling.

But what can you do if you're unwilling? You still have to do what you have to do, otherwise you'll be coerced again.

"Hmph!" Si Mo's petite shadow was instantly swallowed by a dark figure, which then transformed into a calamity dragon that blotted out the sky in an instant. Its wings spread wide, plunging all the light into darkness. It was noble and beautiful, yet its ferocity was overwhelming, its aura pressing down on the entire sky as it roared to the heavens.

A furious, high-pitched dragon roar ripped through the clouds, creating tangible waves of wind, sand and stones flying, and a fierce gale raging.

On the Middle East, almost simultaneously, all the powerful mutant species raised their heads in horror, gazing at the ominous, black land. Even the weaker mutant species were driven by instinct to flee further away, not daring to linger for even a moment.

The continuous mountain range, home to numerous SSS-level enemies, began to stir upon sensing this aura.

The tyrant raised his head, gazing into the distance, his skin taut all over, feeling immense pressure.

A king has arrived in the Middle East.

Moreover, this king is someone even the king of giants within their own race cannot ignore.

How did it end up here? In the minds of the tyrants, the Black Calamity was not a member of their alliance.

77. Working together from within and without.

To be honest, when they were temporarily resting here, they were being watched closely by a certain gaze.

That was the gaze of an unparalleled powerhouse, causing them to tremble uncontrollably, their souls nearly splitting apart.

The gaze only shifted away from them when the black calamity appeared on the Middle East, allowing them to breathe a sigh of relief.

From the very beginning, the tyrant and the other leaders already knew who the owner of that gaze was.

—That Soul Heaven level powerhouse is watching them from Sky City!

Knowing this, the tyrant didn't even dare to tell the other SSS-class beings the truth, fearing they would run away in a flash.

After all, some of them were indeed just 'watching the show,' not actually part of their faction.

Of the more than thirty SSS-level creatures in the lineup, only about twenty truly belong to the 'African faction'.

So, what is the purpose of the appearance of the Calamity Dragon...?

Auspicious five-colored omens descended near the community of shared future for mankind, rolling like rivers and seas, vast and endless. They could be felt from a great distance, almost as if they were actively announcing to the world – I am here!

Just over ten seconds later, the aura suddenly disappeared.

"This is... a Qilin? No... why is its aura so weak?"

The raging creature's eyes gleamed with suspicion, but undeniably, it also harbored a strong desire for it. The allure of a celestial being, especially one that had not yet fully matured, was immense.

But it had just seen the Qilin not long ago; it was powerful and could fight them to the death. There was no reason for it to be so weak now.

Could it be... that he deliberately suppressed his breathing?

Even a fully grown immortal spirit is still prey in the eyes of a Sequence-level being!

Moreover, the one eyeing it is the Black Calamity, whose reputation is known far and wide. Years ago, the Tyrant fought against it, and the outcome is unknown, but the Tyrant saw the King of Giants return with terrifying wounds all over his body, clearly having experienced an extremely fierce battle.

"Roar--"

Another high-pitched dragon roar, accompanied by boundless rage, made the SSS-level group even more uneasy, with some sensing that something big might be about to happen in the Middle East.

As the black calamity spread its wings, the surrounding space immediately collapsed. The spatial turbulence, like the Milky Way in the heavens, carried its noble dragon body and submerged it in the boundless void.

Yan Ziming and her colleagues, who were in the middle of a meeting, suddenly received an urgent message from the military, and the screen displayed a different image.

"report!"

"Speak quickly." Luther frowned. Didn't he see we were in a meeting?

"We detected signs of a dark, extremely dark calamity appearing, about 150 miles to the east..."

The person giving the report was trembling, clearly frightened by the detection results.

The uproar quickly turned into a cacophony.

"Are you sure?" Luther asked with utmost seriousness, glancing meaningfully at Yan Ziming as he spoke.